The Federal Republic of Peanutlands is a titanic, genial nation, ruled by Jimmy Carter with a fair hand, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, national health service, and smutty television. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 15.496 billion Peanutlandsians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Atlanta. The average income tax rate is 61.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Peanutlandsian economy, worth a remarkable 2,323 trillion Peanuts a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 149,926 Peanuts, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

Little girls are in tears as Jimmy Carter confiscates their pink princess ballgowns, tipsy fans frequently invite themselves to the board meetings of sports clubs, diaper ads feature vertically-challenged adults wearing bootees, and parents often ask to see a credit report before lending money to their own children. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Peanutlands's national animal is the Peanut, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Baptist Cult of One.

Peanutlands is ranked 267,289^th in the world and 16^th in SOS Brigade for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 648.59 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.